[So the beast rises, making its way into her link, so to speak. Its footfalls are slow and steady, calculated, in a way.
He can only sigh at her emotions. He's been there, more times than he'd like to admit.
Again, the coeurl settles, now laying its head onto its front paws, visibly more relaxed than it had been not moments ago. Nyx brings with him a swirling aura of purples both light and dark, mixed with silver and black.]
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He can only sigh at her emotions. He's been there, more times than he'd like to admit.
Again, the coeurl settles, now laying its head onto its front paws, visibly more relaxed than it had been not moments ago. Nyx brings with him a swirling aura of purples both light and dark, mixed with silver and black.]
( Everything okay? )
[He won't bust her balls.
Today.]